Tuesday: Romcoms

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Hello, everyone! I’m reeby10 and today's theme is romcoms. Romcoms are generally light-hearted, humorous plotlines centered on romantic ideals such as that true love is able to surmount most obstacles. Prompts can be anything related to romcoms, like AUs of existing romcoms and romcom cliches.

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the spoiler cut.
If there are possible triggers in your story, please warn for them in the subject line!

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Star Wars, Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, 10 Things I Hate About You AU
+ Pitch (tv), Cara/Ginny Baker, love confession at the airport
+ Voltron: Legendary Defender, Hunk/Lance, meet cute

We use AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2017 collection. See further notes on this new option here.

Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 1 (not very current), Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet 2, or the Calendar Archives, or for more recent prompts, you can use LJ's advanced search options to find prompts to request and/or fill.

While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheets and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.

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Star Wars, Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, 10 Things I Hate About You AU

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Pitch (tv), Cara/Ginny Baker, love confession at the airport

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Voltron: Legendary Defender, Hunk/Lance, meet cute

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The Magicians (tv), Eliot Waugh/Quentin Coldwater, The Proposal AU

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Supernatural, Benny Lafitte/Dean Winchester + Castiel + Gordon Walker, the awkwardness of running into an ex who's a vampire (and was killed by your little brother) while currently with your new lover who's also a vampire, and, oh yeah, you're also hanging out with an almost-lover who's an angel - all while most of Purgatory is hunting you. Good times.

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MCU, Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson, finding love in an unusual place

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Shadowhunters, alec/magnus, cuddling

FILL: Magnus/Alec, Cuddle

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The rain beat heavily against the windows as the storm raged on outside, but it went unnoticed by the couple on the bed. Magnus and Alec lay with their arms wrapped around each other as they softly kissed, the candles spread around the room giving just enough light to see one another.

Alec reluctantly pulled back when he heard his phone go off and reached over Magnus to grab it from the nightstand, sighing when he read the message.

"Do you need to go?"

Alec shook his head and typed something before setting his phone down and wrapping his arms around Magnus once more. He rolled onto his back and pulled Magnus on top of him, kissing him. "I told Jace not to contact me unless it's an emergency," He replied. "I'd much rather be here with you anyways."

Magnus smiled and shuffled down to rest his head on Alec's chest, right over his heart. "Good. I like it when you're here." He closed his eyes and sighed in content as he listened to his boyfriend's heartbeat. "I love you, Alexander."

Alec's arms tightened around him. "I love you too."

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Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, Rodney finds song lyrics that John had written - and realizes it's about him.

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Stargate Atlantis, John Shepaprd/Rodney McKay -OR- Evan Lorne/David Parrish, When one person goes on leave, they find a love note in their bag

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due South, Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski, Somehow they get set up on a blind date - even though they know each other

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Any, Any male/Any male, "It was just supposed to be sex"

FILL: Angel the series, Charles Gunn/Wesley Wyndam-Pryce 1/3

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(I went very AU near the end of season 2 in keeping with this prompt. This takes place early in the 3rd season, but the love triangle with Fred doesn't exist. I also include a heavy dash of Cordelia, Wesley and Cordelia friendship, and some hints/mentions of Angel/Cordelia.)

Wesley sent a longing glance towards the lobby, where Gunn was focused on his Game Boy, and sighed.

"Hello, Wes? You're the one who asked me to come into this office to talk, and I was wondering if you were going to do that some time before I turn as old as Angel."

Wesley stopped staring at Gunn for a few minutes to focus on the person he had invited into his office, Cordelia. Before he had gotten to know her again in L.A., Cordelia would not have been the first person Wesley would have chosen for a personal confession of this nature. But since their time working together, he had seen that her acerbic wit and blunt, sometimes painful, honesty was merely a shell concealing a truly empathetic and loving heart. She was one of his closest friends, and honestly the only person he could imagine discussing this issue with.

That didn't mean it wouldn't be awkward as hell. Wesley cleared his throat and steepled his hands in front of him. "All right, so, before I start, I suppose I should fill you in on a little background." Cordelia nodded, and Wesley continued. "You see, just before Angel came back to the company with his so-called epiphany, my girlfriend Virginia broke up with me, as I'm sure you remember. That night, I went to visit Gunn, and he and I got... closer." Wesley couldn't help blushing at the memory of that first night together.

Cordelia raised a puzzled eyebrow. "Is that supposed to be some kind of euphemism, Wes? Because you guys were already pretty close, what with the taking bullets for each other and the pet names. The only way you could have gotten closer was if you slept together or something."

"Yes, er, well..." He took his glasses off briefly to rub them on his shirt sleeve, suddenly uncomfortable with Cordelia's blunt (and rather accurate) assumptions. He affixed his glasses back to his face and looked back at her expectant and calm expression. "I must say, you're less shocked by this revelation than I thought you might be."

Cordy shrugged. "Yeah, well, I always thought you guys kind of had a homoerotic buddy cop vibe. I just didn't know it was more than a vibe." She smirked at the end of her statement.

Wesley awkwardly cleared his throat. "Yes, well, as I was saying, Gunn and I got closer. At first, we just agreed it would be that one time."

Cordelia laughed. "Let me guess, that didn't work?" She shook her head. "I'm pretty sure that never works. That would be like me sleeping with Angel and the next day, telling him, 'gee, I think we should just be friends.'"

Wesley grimaced at Cordelia's description. The consequences of Angel and Cordelia sleeping together would be much more catastrophic than anything that could happen between him and Gunn. Cordelia would never have an opportunity to give a speech like that, because she would be too busy trying to protect herself from Angelus. Even now, with their relationship still at least nominally platonic, the closeness between the vampire and his seer had given Wesley more than a few sleepless nights spent worrying about the potential consequences of one moment of "perfect bliss" for Angel.

For now, he was resolved to focus on his own romantic troubles and shoved the issue of Angel and Cordelia to the back of his mind to consider later. "You're right, it didn't work. It didn't end up being just one time." Wesley remembered how the tension between them had built for a week before it finally exploded. Wesley had been surprised by his own neediness and lack of self-control when it came to Gunn. He supposes that was where his current problem began. "We decided to keep things casual." Gunn had been inexperienced when it came to relationships with other men, so Wesley hadn't want to push him too fast. And Wesley had initially done everything he could to deny and repress his true feelings, to avoid the exact situation he was facing right now.

Bloody lot of good that his denial did him now.

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Any, Any male/Any male, "Through his stomach" romantic trope

Any, Any/Any male, Through his stomach

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The fire alarm going off was what woke him. He bolted upright from bed, trying to piece together what was happening. Thankfully, he was in a pair of sweats. At least he didn't have to try to find clothes before trying to escape a possibly burning house.

Steve was in the kitchen. That was a bad sign. Cooking was not his strong suit. Grilling, sure, he was a master at the grill. The stove, not so much. But, he'd awoken with the desire to surprise Danny with breakfast in bed. How hard could it be? Everything came with directions. Ok, well maybe not the eggs, but he'd scrambled an egg or two in his time. Plus, making toast couldn't be all that difficult. You plugged in the toaster, dropped the bread in and, you had toast. Simple, really.

One would think so.

But, he was going to make breakfast, eggs, bacon, toast and pancakes. Coffee, don't forget the coffee. Neither of them were pleasant without at least one cup of coffee in the morning. That would be the easiest part. Fill the automatic coffeemaker, press the button and like magic, coffee appeared.

With a smile on his face, Steve got to work. He pulled out the eggs, bacon, Maple syrup and butter from the fridge. The bread and toaster were already on the counter. He grabbed the pancake mix from the cabinet along with two frying pans and a baking dish. He preset the oven to 425, per the directions on the bacon. Then, he lined the baking dish with strips of bacon. To speed up the process, be decided waiting for the oven to reach the desired temp wasn't necessary and dropped the backing dish in the oven.

Grabbing the pancake mix, he read the directions, adding the water needed. He placed the frying pans on the stove and greased one for the pancakes. He poured out enough for three pancakes, letting them cook as he turned to the eggs. Deciding he could scramble the eggs in the pan, he cracked six eggs, dropping them into the waiting pan. Grabbing a fork, he began to break the eggs, watching them beginning to cook. He flipped the pancakes and turned his attention to making toast. Placing two pieces in the toaster, he pressed down on the button, starting the toaster.

That's when all hell broke loose. The toaster started to smoke shooting up two pieces of extremely burnt toast. The pancakes had blackened, charring and resembling hockey pucks. The eggs coagulated into a sticky mess. Seeing the smoke coming from the oven, he cracked the door open. Billowing smoke poured out, reaching the smoke detector, setting off the alarm. He'd managed to turn off the burners and oven when he heard a frantic voice.

"What's going on? Is the house on fire?" Danny looked around the kitchen. Watching Steve swatting at the smoke detector with a dish towel.

Steve looked over at him with a sheepish grin. "No, I was trying to make you breakfast in bed." He turned bright red as he spoke the words.

Danny walked to the back door and pulled it open, trying to get some of the smoke out. "So, you tried to burn down the kitchen?" With a smile, he turned to Steve. "I appreciate the thought, but you're no Betty Crocker."

As he unplugged the toaster he looked at Danny. "Obviously. Nothing is eatable. And the house smells of smoke.

Danny grabbed the dish towel from Steve and threw it on the counter. He pulled him down into a kiss. Steve sighed. "This was not how I planned it." Danny just laughed before asking him one very important question.

"Well, did you at least make coffee?"

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author's choice, author's choice, single parent/their child's teacher AU

Learning Curves - White Collar AU, pre-Neal/Peter, G 1/2

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If you don't know Peter and Elizabeth Burke personally, you couldn't guess which of them is the federal agent based on what Peter will call, for a time, The "Pretty Professor" Initiative.

But then, that has probably been true of them before. Peter's lovely ex-wife has always been exceptionally clever. It's what attracted him to her in the first place - even before he noticed those killer legs, stretching up towards forever from a sexy, shiny pair of bright red heels.

(Okay, that's a lie. He noticed her legs before her wit - but only because he'd spotted her from across the room, before they'd had the chance to speak. It was the wit that kept him coming back, though.)

In Peter's defense, how could he have expected an afterschool pickup to be a matchmaking attempt?

Peter pulls up to the swanky private school El and Jessica insisted little Reese had to attend (at the risk of parental neglect.) The valet - yes, valet (Elizabeth scrapped her plans for a second venue to help pre-pay tuition, and Peter took out a mortgage) takes Peter's keys and Peter takes two lefts and a right through the paneled halls of the campus's primary administrative building.

'The preschool wing is at the back of the administrative building,' El had said, with that look of fond exasperation - exasperated fondness? - she always gets these days when she's explaining play date schedules, birthday party directions and soccer practice procedures. Like the fact that Peter will mess something up is a foregone conclusion.

Nothing sticks in Peter's craw like being underestimated.

Although, on the other hand-

Peter stops at the juncture of three identical branches off of the main hall, stretching seemingly into oblivion, their closed and brass handled doors giving no indication of housing fifteen sticky, squealy preschool-aged children with wealthy (or financially indentured) parents. Peter sighs deeply, and his gaze shifts just enough to take in the hallway's vaulted ceiling and brass-plated lighting. Good to know he'll be eating brown-bag for a year to supply the essentials.

Maybe El had said two rights and then a left.

"I am a foregone conclusion," Peter says resignedly. It's like The Dryclean Debacle of '05 all over again.

"Well, that's a harsh verdict," says a pleasant, masculine voice from behind him, and Peter turns, not knowing he should have steeled himself for the consequences first. (There was no way he could have known that there would be any.) "What's the charge?"

"I have abandoned my first and only child," Peter hears himself saying, with remarkable calm, but inside he feels an almost hysterical laughter bubble threateningly. Even the people in this school look like they stepped out of some high-end catalogue. "I didn't mean to do it. There were directions... And now I'm-" Peter consults his modest, functional wristwatch - crap - "Jesus, twenty minutes late."

"Self-derision and a plea to a Christian deity," the handsome stranger says (handsome... ha!) And he grins. Peter, hand to God, loses three years off of his life. "You really take your punctuality serious."

"That and my bank account," Peter says, while he wonders how the hell he can make himself stop. "There's a valet service here. Valet. For an elementary school. What's the after school program like? Caviar with the goldfish crackers?"

That's it. That decides things - Peter is no longer allowed to speak to attractive men, in any context. So much for Elizabeth's and Jessica's vow to "find you a good man, honey. You are a hot mess on your own."

The stranger chuckles, a light, genuine-sounding chuckle, and looks down, hands in his pockets like he's shy.

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Shadowhunters, any/any, My Best Friend's Wedding au

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Shadowhunters, any femslash, The Proposal AU

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Hawaii Five-0, Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams, 50 First Dates AU

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Angel the series, any/any, Pylea's version of rom-coms

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Friends, Rachel Green/Joey Tribbiani, rehearsing lines for the new rom-com Joey is starring in

Fill: Running (from) the Script

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"And then there's the kiss," Rachel says while reading the script. She realizes Joey's leaning toward her with intent. "No, no, in the script!"

"We're doin' the script!" Joey says through pursed lips.

"We're not doing the kiss!" Rachel slaps him on the shoulder with the script.

"But!" Joey's puppy dog eyes are legendary.

Rachel ignores them. "Nope. If we're going to kiss, it's not because some script tells us to."

As soon as the words leave her mouth she realizes what she's said. Worse, Joey realizes, too. "You just said," he says.

"Nope!" Rachel shoves a hand between them. "Nope, nope. You go through this scene with Chandler." And she tosses the script and runs out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her.

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any, any two pairings (feel free to do a crossover if you want), The Holiday AU

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any, any m/m pairing, I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry (with a twist to make it more slashy) AU

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MCU, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, Hallmark Christmas Movie AU

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One direction rpf, harry styles /zayn mailk, 50 first dates

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Supernatural, benny /Dean winchester,+ others there something about Mary

SPN Benny/Dean + Sam - Mary

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Benny turned to Sam, giving a quick glance to the blonde haired woman standing next to Dean. Indicating with a nod in their direction he asked. "Who's that with Dean?"

Sam turned, trying to figure out who Benny was talking about. "Who? Oh, that's Mary." Sam turned his attention back to the book he'd been looking through.

Benny couldn't take his eyes off Mary. He waited until Dean had finished his conversation with the woman before getting up from his chair. Slowly he walked over to where she stood. The nervous feeling in his stomach was rising, making his mouth dry. He swallowed several times, trying to get the words to form. With a smile, he extended his hand. "Hi, I'm Benny. I'm a friend of Dean's."

She smiled up at him before accepting his hand in return. "Mary, nice to meet you. How long have you known Dean?"

Benny coughed, trying to steady his nerves. She was very pretty, blond hair sweeping across her face as she moved her head to look at him. His breath hitched and he had to remind himself to breath. Even though as a vampire, he really didn't need to. "It seems like we've known each other for a long time. He's saved my life a couple of times. He's a good guy."

Mary's smile widened. He cheeks took on a hint of pink at his words. "Yeah, he is." Benny hesitated at her words. Was she interested in Dean? God, he hoped not. There was something about Mary that intrigued him. He felt the desire to get to know her. He fought the desire to feel his lips against hers. Wanting to press his body against hers, feeling her warmth. Her arms encircling his waist. Her head against his chest. He had to focus on the present, not his daydream. She was speaking to him.

She held out a mug to him. "Coffee?" He felt that flutter, you get when someone sparks your interest, in his chest. "Yeah, sure." He accepted the mug, his fingers brushing against hers. It was like lightening coursed through his skin at her touch. "How long have you known Dean?"

Mary gave a little laugh. "Him, his whole life. I changed his diapers." Benny looked over his shoulder at Dean and started to laugh at the mental image her words had caused him. "That must have been something."

"You have no idea." He felt her hand rest on his forearm. The touch was gentle. Like her hand belonged on him.

"I know this is unexpected, but would you like to grab a bite to eat sometime? You and me, I mean." He chewed is lip, waiting for the inevitable No as an answer.

Mary, smiled. "I'd like that. how's tonight?" Benny stared at her for a moment. "Yeah, that would be great. There's a little Italian place on Essex St. How about we meet there, say around 7:30 pm?"

"That sounds like a date." She walked over to Sam and Dean. "Boys, I've got some things to do. I'll call you later. Benny, I'll see you tonight." With that, Mary left the three.

Sam looked up with a quizzical look on his face. Feeling he'd clearly missed something.

Dean was the first to beak the silence. "What does she mean she'll see you tonight?"

Benny practically gulped in air. "I asked Mary out on a date."

He heard the sharp intake of breath from Sam. He heard the thud of Dean's fist hitting the table. "Dude, you asked our mother out on a date?!"

"Your mother? Mary's your mother?" Benny's eyes widened in disbelief.

Sam stood up, closing the book he'd been reading. "Not cool dude."

Dean's eyes flashed with anger. "You better fix this. Now!"

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One direction rpf, harry styles /girl zayn mailk, juno, story of Polly and juno

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Shadowhunters, Raphael /Simon Lewis, holiday in handcuffs